Beautiful Driver Heart Enthusiast Ceo

Beginning of meeting

This morning Zaid was ready to immediately leave for his home.A journey far enough must be taken Zaid. Zaid left alone.

"Where's Boss?" ask the security guard at the company.

"home."

The security guard smiled. In the heart of the security guard felt grateful that as long as Zaid left the company employees did not have to be overtime, the security guard had a lover who worked at the company, his girlfriend often can not enjoy Sunday nights because Zaid often invites employees planning for overtime without considering the weekend.

Zaid saw the security guard smiling.

"Please enjoy your free time and remind your lover to keep having new product design ideas."

"Every Boss." the security guard was embarrassed that Zaid had read his mind.

Zaid knew all this time his employees complained if invited overtime during the weekend, Zaid felt lonely if he had to spend the weekend alone in the company, therefore Zaid deliberately invited them overtime and gave his employees a good meal and overtime money that was immediately paid when they came home.

"I'm leaving." Zaid sent a message to Aaron.

Zaid immediately to the parking lot and drove by his sports car.

A half-hour drive Zaid stopped his vehicle because it met a red light. Zaid saw a girl passing in front of him wearing a suit like hers that Aaron threw away.The girl only used short knee-length jeans, short shoulder-length hair that was left just like that.

Zaid notices where the girl is going, Zaid sees the girl entering an export second-hand clothing store.After 60 seconds the red light turns green, Zaid immediately drove his vehicle looking for a way to turn and immediately to the shop where the girl wearing his suit entered.

"I can only pay two hundred thousand, if you agree to accept this money and leave the suit" said the store owner bidding for the suit Zia wore.

"It's impossible that this suit only sells for two hundred thousand, I've also walked almost an hour to this store. but instead of me going home and looking for another store there is nothing to lose if I receive this two hundred thousand money." Inner Zia.

Zia immediately took off the suit she was wearing, Zia deliberately wore the suit to cover her body that only wears short-sleeved shirt.

"Darling why did you sell my suit? I'm sorry sir, we're not selling this suit." Zaid held back the suit that Zia handed to the store owner.

Zia was surprised and stunned to see Zaid holding the suit, which he just released.

"I'm sorry sir." Zaid embraces Zia's shoulder and leads her out of the shop.

Zaid puts Zia in his sports car. brings Zia along with him.

"God I did expect to meet rich men, but not this kind of atmosphere. I was caught taking someone else's property and selling it, what if my house sold to make up for my mistakes? Oh no, what should I do? where am I going to be taken? calm Zia, calm down. enjoy sitting in this luxury car. If this car stops then you can attack this man." Zia spoke to herself and calmed her troubled mind.

"Have you sold the ring in this suit?"

"ti, no. I keep it at home." replied Zia with a trembling voice.

"Where's your house?"

"I can't take Om home, we'll make a deal. just put me down here. I'll go home and get the ring."

Zaid laughed when he heard Zia calling him Om.

"Do I look old?"

"No, I'm used to calling like that."

Zaid stops his car and sees Zia's face clearly, a face that looks frightened but still adorable.

"My name is Zaid, don't call me Om, because it can tempt my faith."

"A, I'm Zia. alright sir." replied Zia who was still frightened.

Zaid laughed again when he heard Zia calling him Sir.

Zaid prefers this call, because in the company Zaid is commonly called sir.

"Give me your parents' number, I want to call them."

"Nothing, both of my parents died four months ago" Zia replied staring at Zaid in pity.

"Oh, so you're an orphan?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Follow with me, I won't do anything. I just need a friend to chat with."

Zaid immediately drove up his car, Zia saw Zaid smiling little.

"Why is he smiling? does he have any specific intentions? can I believe what he said?" inner Zia.

Thirty minutes of driving.

"Sorry Om, where are we going?"

Zaid raised his eyebrows next door and silently did not answer Zia's question. Zia had forgotten the call that Zaid had forbidden to pronounce.It was Zia's custom to call another man Om.

"Om, I can memorize the path we're going through, so don't fuck around."

Zaid remained silent.

Zia felt cold because of the burning Ac, Zia saw the suit she was wearing in the back seat. Zia took the suit and put it back on.

Zaid turned his head for a while and refocused on driving.

"Sorry Om, I'm wearing this suit again. I'm cold."

Zaid smiled and pulled the car over.

"You like that suit?"

"No, I just need a shield to warm up."

Zaid smiled and kissed Zia's lips. Zia reflex pulls Zaid's hair to stop Zaid.

"I'm not a cheap woman, I just want everything in my body to be tasted by my husband, not a perverted man like Om."

Zia got out of the car and slammed the car door.

Zaid felt guilty, Zaid also did not know why he could do something bad to the girl he just knew. Zaid immediately got out of the car and chased after Zia who was not far away.

"Young lady I'm sorry, I promise I won't repeat such a deed again. Come back, come with me. I want to know you further."

Zaid held Zia's hand next door. Zia turned her head and saw the sincere face of Zaid. Zaid is really handsome and tall.

"I can't go with Om, I have to work."

"I'll give you a job and pay you how much you want."

"No, I'm scared."

"Give me a chance, I'll take care of you and I won't do anything."

Zia knew Zaid would not take his hand off. Zia looked around, there were no houses, only trees and the road was also quiet.

"From dying on the road it's better to follow this Om, at least I can still fight him if he's the only one." Inner Zia.

Zia turned her body and walked first, this time Zia was like taking Zaid to a car. Zaid smiled, it turned out that Zia was very obedient and also adorable.

Zaid opens the car door for Zia. Zaid pressed a button to open the top of the car.

"Open that suit, you won't be cold anymore."

Zia complied and opened the suit, Zaid took the suit and put it in the back seat.

They continued the journey, Zia really enjoyed this trip, especially the natural scenery is also beautiful, Zia saw a vast expanse of rice fields, while passing through the building Zia read the brand and name of the area they passed.

After a long drive, Zia felt entering a forest area that had not been touched by humans, there were still many large trees and roads covered in sunlight.

Zia saw a high fence in front of her. The fence opened itself.the road slightly decreased and again found a flat road. Zaid stopped the car. Zia looked to the right and saw the multi-storey mansion with white paint, the house was filled with white glass so that she could see the contents inside the house.

"We're here, let's go down."

"Wait." Zia held Zaid's hand.

Zaid turned and looked at Zia's face.

"This is Om's house?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is anyone home?"

"Only the two of us and a few servants."

"How long have we been here?"

"As long as you want."

"I can't take long, I have to work."

"Look inside, do the work you can do and ask me for a salary when you're done."

"Quiet, I promised."

Zia smiled looking at Zaid, a very sincere smile and looking adorable.

"How long will I be detained?"

Zia realized, it turns out from earlier his hand held Om Zaid's hand. Zia immediately took off her handrails and smiled beautifully.

Zaid got out of the car and so did Zia.

Zaid headed straight for the second floor, leaving Zia in the middle of the house.

Three house servants approached Zia.

"Hello, beautiful lady, welcome, let's get you to the room."

"No, I have to work. Om Zaid has given me permission to work."

The three female servants were astonished by Zia's reply.

"There's no work for the lady, take a break" said one of the older servants.

"No, I have to find a job, I want to prove Om's bawdy remark."

The three servants smiled hearing Zia mention Zaid with a perverted Om.

Zia left them and went around by herself in that spacious house, all looking well-groomed and also clean. Zia was confused as to what to do.

Zia found the three servants in the kitchen.

"I want to cook, I'm hungry too."

"Miss doesn't have to cook, we've prepared."

"Don't call me Miss, my name is Zia, just call me Zia."

Though a little hesitant, the three servants obeyed and tried to name Zia.

"Follow me Zia, I'll take you to the dining room."

Zia smiled and followed the waiter.

Zia was sitting on a dining chair that was not too big, there were only six chairs.

The two maids came to bring Zia a dish to eat.

"Well, why cook this much?"

Zia was amazed by the dishes served by the housekeeper, many various side dishes that she could eat.

"Oh my God, is this real? why does it feel like I'm in a fairy tale, meeting a rich, handsome man and in his house I'm treated like a princess. I want this to be real and the beginning of my happiness." Zia prayed in her heart.

"Please eat it."

"All right, thank you."

Zia shamelessly directly ate the dishes they had already served. Zia ate voraciously, moreover Zia had not eaten well for a long time. Zia remembered Om Zaid had not eaten.

"I'm sorry is this dish still there?"

"This is all for Zia, for Mr. Zaid we've prepared."

"Oh, it's worth all the side dishes placed on a small plate, it turns out this is specifically for me. well I'll spend it all."

The three servants smiled at Zia's words. Zia completely finished off all the dishes served. Zia arranged the plate which was already empty.

"Let us clean the table."

"No, I want to work." Zia arranged the dirty dishes onto the pushtable the waiter used to bring her the dishes.

"I'm sorry I forgot, did you eat?" her focus was on eating Zia forgot to invite the waiter in the house to eat with her.

"We've eaten, we have a good employer, we won't starve" replied one of them.

"Oh thank God, Om perverts are good people." - Zia.

"I'm the one who washes this dirty dish." Zia pushed the table and took it to the dishwasher.

Finish washing Zia dishes out of the house and sweeping the backyard that is almost filled with fallen leaves.

An hour Zia swept, Zia's sweat had also been pouring out.

"Crazy, a page this big how clean."

Zia looked back and there were still leaves falling.

"I can no longer sweep. My hands are also stiff."

"Why force yourself?." Zaid came to Zia

Zaid smelled Zia's unpleasant sweat.

"Why work up this much sweating? I don't have a girl's shirt at home."

Zia remembered she had come without any preparation.

"I'll just borrow some clothes from this house."

"No, let me have them buy you clothes. What size are you?"

Zia immediately responded by covering her front body with both hands.

"Let me talk to that mbak, I don't want to mention it."

Zaid smiled at Zia's reply. Zaid called one of the servants at home using a walkie talkie in his hand.

One of the servants came to them.

"Talk to him, tell him what you need," Zaid left Zia with the waiter.

Zia mentioned everything she needed, the servant noted her in detail. After she finished the servant left Zia.

Zia felt stifled and needed to freshen up. Zia saw a small pool-shaped bathtub water flowing like river water clearly visible water flow in and out of the pool.

"You what?" asked Zaid who saw Zia approaching the small pond he used to take a short soak.

"I'm gonna take a shower."

"Your dressing shirt isn't there yet."

"Let's go, I can use a towel."

"But.." Zaid had not yet resumed his words.

Zia had already jumped into the pool that looked basically.

"Yes."

Zia shouted and walked out of the small pond. Zia ran and hugged Zaid's body.

"Cold Om."

Zaid laughed at Zia's words.

"You naughty girl, look at my clothes getting wet."

"Why not tell me if the water in the pool is so cold, but it's about noon."

"Mistake yourself why throw yourself in."

Zaid felt Zia's hands and body tremble from the cold. Zaid called the waiter and asked them to bring a towel. The waiter immediately came and gave Zaid the towel he asked for.

Zaid rubbed Zia's head with a towel and covered Zia's back.

"Please prepare a warm bath in the guest room, I'll take this lady home."

The maid nodded and immediately prepared warm water for Zia to take a bath.

Zaid took Zia and brought her to the guest room.

"Get in and don't leave the room before your change of clothes comes."

Zia nodded obediently.

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